Here's the next chapter! After reading the few reviews from chapter 2 I decided to give chapter 3 a chance. Thanks so much for the feedback. It truly does inspire me to write more, especially since Im not a writer. But knowing that others are enjoying this material brings great pleasure to me. FYI about chapter 3: There is some sexy time that definitely warrants the M rating. I hope it's not too much. But as always, let me know. The more reviews/feedback I receive the more I'm inspired to add another installment! Keep em coming! Happy reading:)

"Hey doll! How's your day going so far?" Bradford asked.

"It's going well. I'm almost caught up with my work," she smiled into the phone.

"Soooo, tonight? Are you excited?"

"I guess. Honestly, Brad, I'm nervous. I haven't been alone with him in almost a year. That's awkward. Plus, I have no idea what to wear.."

"Liv, don't be mad. But I got you a dress from one of my friends spring collection. It's a hot dress, it'll look perfect on you. And I found some yummy shoes to go with it. Just look in my bedroom. I left the outfit laid out on my bed. You have to wear it! No ifs ands or buts about it."

"Ugh. Brad. I guess I should say thank you in me luck, I feel like I might need it."

"Hey, before I hang up, I've been dying to ask you this. Sooooo are you gonna tell Fitz about, ya know, the thing?"

"Bradford," Olivia said, almost pleading his name."I don't know. I really dont. I want to, but this is the first time we're getting a chance to talk. I'm not sure if this is the weekend for that. We'll see how tonight goes. That's kind of a serious conversation we need to have."

"Okay, I just had to ask, Liv."

"I know. Thanks again for the dress and shoes Brad. Ill see you tonight."

"Okay, beautiful. Smooches!"

As Liv hung up the phone she looked at her Movado watch and realized she needed to start getting ready if she was going to look halfway decent by 8:30.

As the sun set and left a magical glow in the sky Olivia heard a light knock. She quickly made her way to the front door with her shoes and clutchpurse in her hand. Standing in the doorway as she swung the door open was her tall, handsome date standing in front of her with his perfectly charming smile.

He looked at her and could only get out the word "wow".

"Thanks." Liv blushed and let out a girlish giggle. She stood before Fitz with her straightened hair and the perfect little black dress. It was a minidress, form fitting, molded to her body like a glove. The front had a deep vneck opening with a thin layer of see-through black chiffon covering up the bare skin in between her breasts. It was a revealing dress, but tastefully tailored to her body. Brad gave her the perfect pair of black heels to match with the dress.

Liv couldn't help but notice how handsome and in shape Fitz still looked. He was dressed in a fitted black business shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a nice pair of grey pants.

He leaned in the doorway to give her a quick sweet kiss on her cheek.

"You ready?" He asked.

"Sure. Let me just put on my shoes." He stood there still admiring her as she gained 5 inches within seconds. There was no denying to himself that he was having dinner with the sexiest woman a man could ask for.

They walked their way to Fitz' car which pulled off as he had already told his driver where to go. They pulled up to a quaint restaurant not far from the condo Olivia was staying at. Fitz smiled at her.

"Okay, so remember our trip to Italy? And we had that amazing pasta in that little cafe? And you forced us to eat there every day until the end of the trip?" Fitz laughed at the memory.

"Well not every day. Just every other day,"Olivia playfully corrected.

"Either way, I've had this restaurants pasta and I swear it's the SAME recipe. Every time I've eaten here I've thought of you."

Liv liked the idea of him thinking of her even though they weren't together.

He helped her out of the car, waking her to the back courtyard which was empty and set for only their table. It was beautiful, covered in natural ivy along the brick walls, the courtyard filled with white lights.

Liv and Fitz sat down enjoying an array of appetizers. They fell right back into their old ways of dining together. Easy conversation, even easier to laugh with one another. They talked about everything. Fitz' new job on the board of a bicoastal law firm a friend of his owned. His latest vacation with Karen and Jerry to China. The additions to the Ranch in Santa Barbara. Liv loved hearing about all of the changes since she last talked to him. They both were having an amazing night. The bottles of wine that Fitz kept ordering helped, too.

After consuming the perfectly cooked pasta and enjoying a variety of light desserts they began to remind one another of their last trip to Italy. Liv could tell from her speech that she was starting to really feel the effects of the alcohol. She didnt want to say anything embarrassing or out of line, so she tried to hint at Fitz that he should drop her back off at the condo.

"I think I should probably get back to my place, Fitz."

"Okay. It is getting kind of late. Plus, you're on the verge of being drunk. We both know what happens when you get drunk." Fitz teased her.

"I'm so NOT drunk. But, yes, it's late." She joked back.

They made their way to Bradford's condo as they drove in silence just enjoying being in one another's presence. Fitz offered to walk Liv up and she accepted.

He stood directly behind her as she unclocked and opened the door to the condo. She could feel her defenses turned around to face him.

"I'd invite you in, but I think Bradford will be getting home soon. I mean, not that I'm expecting something to happen. I mean, I'm not. I just meant that you can come in if you want to relax or talk but Brad will be here shortly, I'm sure. Well, at least, I think he is.."

Fitz smiled at her and chuckled at her obvious jittery demeanor.

"Sure, I'll come in and raid his scotch collection that I used to envy. When he gets home, I don't mind hitting the road."

Liv lead the way to the bar located in the corner of the apartment.

"Hey, there's nothing but cheap vodka and tequila here. Where's the good stuff?" Fitz laughed in surprise.

"Oh, actually Brad was telling me that he hasn't used this condo in a while. His scotch is probably at his other apartment in the city. Ill grab you some wine maybe?"

"Sure, I guess I could go for one more glass."

Olivia kicked off her shoes in front of the bar and walked across to the kitchen. Fitz plopped himself on one of the soft leather couches that faced the beautiful view of the city. But rather than looking out the window he couldn't help but watch Liv walk and bend over at the wine collection to find the best one to finish the night off with. Just as he was admiring her perfectly firm ass he heard her phone ring. She had been carrying it in her hand and let out a light laugh when she looked at the screen.

She quickly picked her head up to look at Fitz and motioned for him to remain quiet while she took the call.

"Hey crazy boy."

"Hey Liv! How was he date? Was it amazing? How did he smell? Did you get any? That dress was FIRE wasn't it? I hope you took a pic for me to drool over in the morning."

"No, Brad. I didn't take a picture. Yes, dinner was nice. And what do you mean in the morning? You're not coming home tonight?"

"Nope, that's actually why I'm calling honey. I'm staying at my friend Alexandra's amazing new apartment. I don't feel like making the trek back to the city. But I'll be back by lunch tomorrow and we'll catch up. Hate to do this, but I can't really chat much more right now. I'll see you in the afternoon. Ciao, Bella!" He quickly hung up, leaving Liv to laugh to herself at her unpredictable friend.

"So I take it Bradford isn't making it back here tonight." Fitz stood up and started walking towards Olivia.

"Um, no." Liv knew that this would possibly change the direction of their evening. If she knew she was going to have to condo to herself that entire night she wouldn't have invited him in. He looked so sexy to her, but she didn't want to jump into bed with him before they had a few serious conversations about how their relationship ended months ago.

"Listen, I'll just grab this wine," she picked the first bottle her hand touched, "and I'll give it to you to take home and keep. I'm feeling a bit tired and should probably turn in."

As she turned around with the bottle of red wine in her hand Fitz swiftly placed himself in her personal space. Olivia was caught off guard as he smoothly moved closer, trying not to make eye contact with him. He stood so close to her face, breathing in each exhalation she put out.

"Fitz, I..." Liv didn't even know what she was trying to say. Her chest started rising rapidly, her heart beating fast. Even though she would never admit it to him, and barely wanting to admit it to herself, it felt so good to having him stand this close to her.

He reached down to grab the wine bottle from her right hand and placed it on the counter her that her butt was now leaning against. No sooner than he put the bottle in a secure spot he began trailing his hands up her mini dress.

"Did you really think you could wear this little slutty dress tonight and get away with it?" He asked partly serious, partly playful.

Liv was feeling all kinds of warm and horny. She couldn't tell how much of it was because of Fitz and how much of it was because of the excess amount wine she had consumed throughout the date.

"It's just a dress Fitz." She dismissed, her arms hanging on either side of her body, allowing him to caress her inner thighs slowly with both of his hands.

"This isn't just a dress Liv, and you know it," he said in a deep, slow response. "This is a dress that screams 'I want to get fucked'.Tell me I'm wrong, Liv. Tell me." Fitz knew she couldn't admit that.

"Do you want me to stop?" His hands inching closer to her wet thong. He pulled his left hand up to her chin to lift her face so they were staring into one another's eyes.

"Do you want me to stop, Olivia?"

She stood there, looking at him, falling for him all over again as her brown eyes connected with his grey eyes. She could feel their souls melding as one with just a stare, and knew that if she truly told him to stop, he would. It would be the smart choice, even though that's clearly not what either of them wanted.

Olivia slightly gulped and managed to whisper out "Don't stop."

Fitz leaned down, still lifting her chin with his left hand, and kissed her. Olivia swore she didn't know where his tongue ended and where hers began. As they forcefully and passionately kissed Fitz managed to pull her black lace thong down far enough that she could step out of it without entirely breaking their kiss.

He reached further under her dress with his right hand, this time wasting no time before his pointer and middle finger joined one another inside of her pussy. His left hand firmly gripped the back of her neck. Their faces each were scrunched with pleasure. Both of them squeezing their eyes closed neither making a sound. Each just enjoying the feeling they had missed for so long. It wasn't clear at that moment who was receiving and who was giving the pleasure.

"Dammit, Liv. You're so fucking tight."

She was grinding into his hand slowly as he held her up, still holding onto the back of her neck tightly.

"Are you this tight for me, baby girl? Huh? God, Liv. Tight and wet. Just how I remember your perfect pussy. You must be loving my fingers right now, you haven't said a word." Fitz looked down at her, still grinding on his hand.

"Mmmmmm" was all she could get out.

"How does your pussy stay this tight?" He looked at her, as she opened her eyes to stare into his. She knew what that question meant.

"Fitz, don't stop."

"Tell me how."

"Fitz" She didn't want to answer his question.

"You didn't let anyone else, did you?" He went so deep after that question that Liv winced partly out of pleasure, partly out of pain. She licked her lips trying to control her breathing.

He continued to finger her deep, this time with three fingers. He began whispering dirty things in her ear. His warm breath felt so good."Tell me Liv, tell me you waited. You knew this was my pussy. Mmmmm. This is my pussy, baby. I own this pussy. I make it tight...I make it wet...I make it squirt..and I make it come. Nobody else. Tell me baby. You know it's true you dirty girl. Just tell me."

Olivia wimpered as she accepted that his dirty talk was about to make her come. She normally hated when Fitz sounded so possessive, but something about it tonight was driving her wild.

Fitz grabbed the back of her neck forcefully, making her open her eyes and tighten her jaw, holding her barely inches away from his face as he started to hurry his pumping with his fingers.

"Olivia, tell me."

She stared him dead in his eye, with as much composure as she could muster up, and said in a whisper,"It's your pussy Fitz. Now make me cum on those giant fingers of yours."

For the first time in the evening Fitz seemed as if he was going to drop the ball and finish before her. He loved when she got intense like that. And he especially loved hearing those dirty words come out of her beautifully shaped mouth. He was even more determined to make her come first.

"Good girl," he said, as he pulled her hair from the back of her head, ramming his hand into her pussy over and over again as fast as possible, forcing her to come right there in front of the counter.

"Fitz! God!"

"Mmmmmm" he slowly took his hand out from under her dress so they could both see the mess she made. He smelled his hand, smiling at her and raising an eyebrow at her as she watched. He slowly sucked his right ring finger and pointer finger, one by one. Leaving his middle finger for her. As he slid that finger in her mouth she moaned at her taste and let her tongue clean up her remains.

"You taste so good, Liv. Let me lick you for a minute baby."

"Uh-uh" Liv shook her head no. "Enough of you torturing me. You need to follow me. And just so you know, by the time we get to the bedroom, I want you naked."

Fitz was visibly disappointed that he couldn't eat her out right there but he knew he had something just as good about to happen."Yes ma'am," he replied.

He followed behind her as she lead the way, undressing himself as she sexily walked towards the guest bedroom. He noticed her lifting her arms up and taking her dress off in one sweep so she was completely naked by the time they passed the bedroom doorway.

"Get on the bed, big boy" she quickly nodded her head up in the direction of the large guest bed.

Fitz laid on the bed, with his back on the comforters, his erection sticking up waiting for orders from his petite lover. He tried not to come right then and there as he watched Liv crawl up the bed in between his legs.

"God, Liv. Baby, I don't know if I can last much longer. You're so hot baby."

"Mmmm, I think you can last, babe. I promise I'll be gentle." She winked at him as she grabbed his hard dick, and started jacking him off slow and hard. Both her hands sliding up and down firmly on his extended length.

"Fuck, Liv!" His hands gripping the comforters to try and control himself as he watched her work.

"Is this what you thought about since our last time? That was forever ago. I bet you've jerked off so many times thinking about how I love jacking your dick off for you"

"Mmmmhhm"

"Tell me Fitz. Tell me how you touched yourself thinking about us."

"God, Liv. I fucking jerk off all the time thinking about you."

"Mmmm I'm gonna put you in my mouth. You think you'll last?"

"Liv, I'm not gonna last. I'm almost..."

Before he could finish his sentence she had her whole mouth tightly around his entire shaft. Bobbing her head slowly up and down. Fitz' eyes were squeezed shut, knowing that any second he was going to lose control. Her full lips felt perfect around his dick.

"Fuck. Liv, stop. I cant...Please sit up" he said hurriedly as he decided to switch positions before he finished.

She was through torturing him so she obliged to his request. He swiftly positioned her on all fours, placing two pillows under her stomach. She knew he was about to go crazy and situated herself for the rough sex she was about to experience.

"You wanna torture this dick baby? I'll show you torture." He said slowly as he got in between her legs and carefully entered her wet pussy.

"Uhhhhhh. Yess!"

"Im gonna take you like this for a minute,baby."

"Yes" was all she could get out as she allowed him to settle his length in her wet heat.

"Tell me if I'm too rough, Liv."

"God Fitz, stop talking and fuck me hard!"

He laughed at her impatience knowing that he was driving her crazy.

He started at a steady pace grabbing both of her ass cheeks in large handfuls. He slapped her right cheeks hard one time triggering him to quickly switch to a faster mode of fucking. Fitz firmly grabbed her tiny hips slamming their bodies into each other uncontrollably. Over and over, causing her to scream "yes" and "fitz" in between each quick thrust. Her hair was going wild.

"Is. That. What. You. Want!" He yelled as he pumped into her yelling at the same rhythm as his hips.

"Harder!" She begged and ordered.

He picked her up grabbing both arms behind her back with his right hand, holding her waist on top of him with her left hand. She loved having his firm chest rubbing against her back. Fitz slammed her up and down not stopping until he felt her come on him, within seconds after being in this position.

"God! Yes! Fitz!" She slowed down, grinding into him deeply as she felt him climax while she was still enjoying hers. She felt him filling her with his warm liquid.

"Fucking making me cum! Dammit! Yes baby! Liv! Fuck you milk me so good baby girl...yess..."Fitz had an out of body experience in that moment while throwing his head back.

He let her arms go as she bent forward so he could slide out from behind.

"Oh my god Liv." Fitz said, barely keeping his eyes open. He scooted to the headboard so his back was against it as he sat up. "God, Liv. You are an animal."

She laid on her stomach breathing just as heavily as Fitz. Her head on its side so she could look at him. "I'm pretty sure you're the one that just railed me."

He let out a deep laugh in between breaths. "You kept saying harder. So that's what I did. Damn." He wiped his brow. And threw his head back into the headboard in ecstasy.

"Was it as good as you remember?" She asked with a devilish look, propping her body up on her elbows.

He crawled over and propped himself up on his stomach next to her.

"Actually, I think we lost our touch." He winked and laughed, kissing her shoulder.

She busted out laughing at his surprising response. "Maybe YOU did, but as for me...I think it's impossible for me to lose my touch, Doctor Grant." She flashed a smile and had a twinkle in her eye.

He grabbed her at her waist rolling on the bed with her so she was directly on top of him, giggling.

"You're always perfect Livvie," he said in a serious tone as she laid her head on its side on top of his chest. He kissed the top of her hair as he held her and whispered, "Always perfect."

They both eventually drifted off into a perfect sleep. The kind you only have after a perfect night like theirs.